The cover for American Caliphate (right) recently WON Venture Galleries' Best International Thriller Cover Design! Congrats to William and OTP!
Thanks for having me as a guest on Murder Lab!
My name is William Doonan, and I write mysteries. I’m also a normal person, who in real life doesn’t strive to figure out new creative ways to get people in trouble or killed. But that’s a story for another time.
During the day, I’m an archaeologist and a college professor. This means that I have the great fortune of spending my day talking about subjects that interest me with people who appreciate them. I couldn’t be happier.
By night, I’m an intrepid mystery writer..well, after I diaper the kids and play the games that nobody loses, and read countless books. But then, then, that’s when I start to work on my writing.
And it has taken me a long time to get into a groove, a long time.
Many years ago, I wrote outstandingly bad novels that for some reason, nobody wanted to publish. Then one evening, walking home from yet another meeting with my critique group, I remembered the one bit of advice that writing coaches keep throwing around - write what you know.
I’d spent countless hours in creative writing classes and workshops, and somehow that advice never stuck. But I suddenly realized what I’d been doing wrong all along. Even though I was writing original stories, I wasn’t writing particularly engaging stories because I didn’t really know them.
Looking back, I can see why nobody wanted to publish 'Pinecone P.I.' Notwithstanding the fact that a private investigator who hangs from a tree branch probably wouldn’t be that effective, I don’t really know anything about pine trees.
In 'Shark Orbit', I sent two cosmonauts, a case of Polish vodka, and a two-ton mako shark, to the international space station. I know - it sounds great, right? But I know next to nothing about Polish vodka.
Similarly, 'Bullets for Babes', my crime novel about Harlan and Marlon Babe, cojoined twin police officers who grew up poor in the deep South, might have some appeal. But I’ve never spent much time in the deep South among cojoined twin police officers.
Clearly something had to change. So what do I know? Well, for starters, as I mentioned, I’m an archaeologist. I’ve spent years working in Central and South America excavating pyramids and palace complexes. Mummies too. I know a great deal about archaeology. And during the summers I give lectures onboard cruise ships. Over the course of sixteen cruises, I have learned a hell of a lot about cruises, including the stuff that most passengers don’t hear about.
So that’s what I know. Once I started writing what I know, everything changed. My first novel 'Grave Passage' was published in 2009. It’s about Henry Grave, an octogenarian detective who solves crimes on cruise ships. Henry Grave set sail again in 2011 in 'Mediterranean Grave', and in 2012, he was back at sea in 'Grave Indulgence'.
Here’s the hook:
12 million people take a cruise each year.
Most have fun.
Henry Grave investigates.
Hey, did you know that most large cruise ships have morgues onboard?
And last April, my archaeological mystery 'American Caliphate' was published by Oak Tree Press. It’s based on an excavation project I worked on in Peru. We found mummies.
Here’s a blurb:
Archaeologists Jila Wells and Ben Juarez are not thrilled at the prospect of returning to Peru; the ambush that nearly cost Jila her life still haunts her. But the ruined pyramids at Santiago de Paz hide an important document that would shock the Islamic world. Professor Sandy Beckham is assembling a distinguished team to dig quickly through the pyramid complex, following clues found in the diary of a wealthy Muslim woman who lived in Spain five centuries ago.
In the diary are details of an illegal expedition to Spanish Peru in three well-armed ships. Convinced that Spain was forever lost to Islam, Diego Ibanez intended to bring the word of Allah to the pagan Americans. Landing on Peru’s north coast, he learned that the fires of the Inquisition burned even hotter there than they did in Spain.
As the archaeologists brace for the ravaging storms of El Niño, Jila and Ben hurry to complete their excavations. But they’re not the only ones interested in this project. Other forces are determined that the document remain hidden. Should it be discovered, a challenge could be made under Islamic testamentary law to the throne of Saudi Arabia. And the House of Saud has no interest in sharing power with an American caliphate that might now awaken from a five hundred year slumber.
So once I started writing what I know, everything came together. If you’d like to learn more, feel free to visit my blog where I write about undead sixteenth-century mummies, and the zombies that resulted from Arnold Schwarzenegger’s tenure as California governor - www.williamdoonan.wordpress.com
And if you’d like to send me a shout out, I’m always happy to meet new friends and readers!